Solving the case: The opening scene solved a major shooting case, and the boss Ji Jie

Song An took out a savings passbook from a credit union from his inner pocket.

He opened the passbook and saw nine fund transfers on the first page.

The most recent one was a transfer of 50,000 yuan from an account, just one day before the crime!

Song An glanced at Song Lao Er,"Before he killed someone, there was suddenly an extra sum of money in his account, a full 50,000 yuan, which is not a small amount!"

"I know, it must be a murder for hire! This guy is not from our local area, he is a killer!"Song Lao Er said with his eyes wide open

""Fuck! Can you two keep your voice down? I have to count the money again!" Wang Youquan complained.

Song An casually flipped through the passbook again, and suddenly, a photo fell out of it.

Song Laoer picked up the photo, took it in his hand and took a look, and suddenly shouted, as if he had seen a ghost, and threw the photo on the ground! Wang Youquan was squatting next to him counting money. Song Laoer's shout scared him so much that his knees softened and he fell forward.

Wang Youquan ate a mouthful of mud, and 500 yuan was scattered all over the floor

"What's going on?"

Song An picked up the photo and was also shocked after seeing the person in the photo.

The person in the photo turned out to be Song Lao Er!

"Officer Song, how come he has my photo?"Song Lao Er was in a hurry and forgot to cover up his identity as Song An.

Wang Youquan had been in a labor camp. When he heard the word"police", he didn't want the money, rolled over, stood up and ran away.

Song An pulled Wang Youquan back, pressed his neck and made him squat.

"It seems that someone bribed Pan Xiaofeng and originally wanted to kill you, but Pan Xiaofeng didn't know why and killed the wrong person! Shi Damao was just a poor victim."

Song An's analysis made Song Laoer's shoulders tremble and his breathing became rapid.

"Song Laoer, what on earth did your son of a bitch do to make them send assassins to get you?"Wang Youquan asked.

Song Laoer thought for a few minutes, and suddenly his eyes widened,"I know! The people in the mine asked me to move the grave, but I didn't want to. They must want to kill me because I blocked their way to wealth!"

"Why don't you move the grave? It's just a pile of dirt. You can get thousands of dollars if you move it. Only a fool would not sign."Wang Youquan said puzzledly.

"What do you know, you son of a bitch? That's my wife's grave! If I move the grave, what will happen when my wife misses home and misses us, and can't find the way home?"

Wang Youquan was stunned for a while, and said angrily,"I didn't expect that you, Song Laoer, are a man who values friendship."

After scolding Wang Youquan, Song Laoer sighed,"However, I have figured it out these days. The grave must be moved! Otherwise, if the gold mine is not constructed, my son will not be able to hold his head up in the village. The villagers will poke his spine and scold him for being selfish and blocking the whole village from getting rich. My wife in heaven will not watch her son being bullied by others........."

Song An did not interrupt what Song Lao Er said. After all, it was a private matter.

After he recovered, Song An looked at him and Wang Youquan and asked,"Is there a printing shop in your town? I want to fax a document."

"Yes, there is one next to the guesthouse. Damn it, it’s a rip-off. It costs one dollar to copy one copy!" Wang Youquan cursed.

Several people got on the pickup truck, and Song Laoer drove to the guesthouse again.

Song An went into the copy shop and faxed the photo of the killer Pan Xiaofeng to the fax machine of the sixth team of the police station.

Then, Song An called the cell phone of Wang Guijin, the old criminal police stationed at the base camp.

"Lao Wang, I just faxed a document to you. The person named Pan Xiaofeng in the document is very likely a professional killer. Can you help me check on the intranet to see if he has a criminal record?"

"Okay, don't hang up, I'll check it for you as quickly as possible!"

Two minutes later, Lao Wang told Song An that the killer Pan Xiaofeng's real name was Dong Xiaofeng. He was a bandit who had been roaming outside the Great Wall before. The Northeast Police had been offering a large reward for his arrest and was a Class A wanted criminal! After getting the exact information about the killer Dong Xiaofeng, Song An finally felt relieved.

It seemed that a big fish was going to be caught this time!

"If you have nothing to do, I will go home first. The motorcycle is in Shitou Village. I will send it back to the police station immediately."Wang Youquan waved to Song An ingratiatingly.

""Wang Youquan, I suggest you follow us directly to the police station. If I'm not mistaken, you stole someone's suit, and that Dong Xiaofeng must be looking for you everywhere!" Song An reminded him.

Wang Youquan waved his hand nonchalantly,"It's broad daylight, I don't believe he dares to do anything to me, and I'm also a gangster." Wang

Youquan ignored the advice and insisted on going back to his hometown to get the motorcycle. After paying the money, Song An decided to go back to the police station first to inform everyone of his findings.

"Officer Song, look across the street, something is going to happen to Huang Mao!"Song Lao Er shouted.

Song An turned around and saw a man in a white suit holding a flower pot standing behind Wang Youquan. Without saying a word, he smashed the flower pot on Huang Mao's head.

Wang Youquan lowered his body and fell down without a word.

The street immediately became chaotic, and people ran wildly.

""This bastard, he dares to kill someone in broad daylight, I'm going to fight him!"

Song Lao Er swung the U-shaped lock and was about to rush over, Song An grabbed his arm,"His purpose is to find the suit, and he will never kill Wang Youquan before finding the suit!"

Song Lao Er suddenly realized,"Then, Officer Song, what should we do?"

"You go call the police, I'll follow them, and when they get there, I'll send you a message!"